Growing up in the 70’s, one of my favorite memories is walking to the little neighborhood store. As I remember it, they had rows and rows of candy. It took so much time to choose what I wanted. One day, I had a dollar. I bought four candy bars and went home and ate all of them. (Yes, young people back in the olden days they were a quarter each.) I got pretty sick but do you think I learned anything from that? Of course not. They had some other tasty treats as well.
In the summer I loved going to the swimming pool. (Back when they were swimming pools and not water parks.) They had the best candy at their concession stand. Other kids would stand there forever trying to make up their minds. Not me, I knew exactly what I wanted.
My favorites were the long flat taffy wrapped in wax paper and slapstix, which was carmel on a stick. (Back when it was carmel not caramel.)
I loved going to the pool, except for one thing. There was an older kid that liked to dunk me. If I saw him coming I would quickly get out of the pool. Most times he was like a ninja and appear out of nowhere.
Growing up in a small town in the 70’s, my sister and I could walk or ride our bikes all over town. We never worried about strangers, even though we were taught not to get into a car with someone we didn’t know. One day I was walking to the pool. I was almost there when a beat up car pulled up next to me and a man asked me if I wanted a ride. I told him no, I was almost there. He kept trying to convince me to get in. I remember looking straight ahead and ignoring him. When I went home after the pool closed, (because we stayed from opening to closing) I told my parents. My dad notified the police and found that the same car had tried to run the driver’s ed car off the road. This was probably one of the most memorable times that I obeyed my parents.
Share your memories as a child. Did you have a favorite candy?